Xia Li just visited where she lived when she was a child when she received a call from the organizers of the film and television billboard. This is a military compound. She lived here during her amnesia. She touched the green brick and didn't quite understand what she was thinking, as if there were two villains fighting in her mind all the time. When the mobile phone rings, Xia Li connects: "who?"“ Hello, Mr. pear. I'm the sponsor of the film and television billboard. We have contacted your screenwriter company. You have been selected as one of the candidates for the best film and television screenwriter of the half year. The online voting channel will be opened tonight. I'd like to confirm here. Do you have time to come to the scene that day? " Xia Li thought that she had nothing to do during this time, so she agreed and said, "if I have time, I will come. If I don't have time, I'll ask my script assistant to come. " The other side was very excited: "I hope you must come! I'm sending an invitation to your screenwriter company... Finally, I want to say privately, Mr. pear, I'm your super drama fan! I've seen several of your screenwriting works countless times! I hope you will publish your new work as soon as possible! " Xia Li wants to say that her new work has been published and is in the process of shooting. It's just that the play is written by Xiao Li, not Li Zi. Xia Li swallowed her words and changed her words of thanks: "thank you, I will continue to work hard." The phone hung up and Xia Li lifted her feet and left. Only when she was walking through an alley, she caught a glimpse of a familiar back in silence. The back looks like Li Beichuan. Xia Li stepped down and quietly hid behind the wall and looked into the alley. Li Beichuan was smoking with his back against the green wall. In the smoke, his handsome face loomed - smooth facial contour, deep black eyes, tall nose, slightly pursed thin lips, all of which showed the coldness and arrogance of refusing people thousands of miles away, so that people were afraid to approach, but they couldn't help looking at him. This is a guy who makes people fall easily. Because it's charming, it's dangerous. Xia Li was not afraid of danger, but she didn't want to take the initiative to get into danger, so she didn't make a sound and left quietly. But she still couldn't help wondering why Li Beichuan also appeared here After Li Beichuan smoked his third cigarette, his eyes with no focus finally returned to normal. The closer he was to Xia Li, the more he wanted to take a shortcut and let her remember him earlier. However, reason told him that Xia Li didn't think it was better, because there were some bad memories besides the memories related to him. Now Xia Li is happy, not as sensitive and indifferent as before, which is already very good. Even if they are not together in the end, he just needs to look at her and be happy. Just... Li Beichuan lifted his feet, twisted off the cigarette butts on the ground and sighed low. Unwilling... His eyes slowly fell on a green brick opposite him. There are seven words engraved on it: "a Chuan will always love pears". A scene slowly emerged in my mind - the reduced version of Xia Li blushed, forcefully pointed to the wall and said, "you are never allowed to leave me!" The picture flashed away, and Li Beichuan's lips unconsciously hooked up. Don't leave, he'll never leave. He won't leave. What if I can't think of him? He will keep her until she falls in love with herself again. Night came, and the online voting channel for the screenwriter of the half year was opened. Xia Li boarded the "pear" account and forwarded the microblog of the voting channel that the official asked her to forward, with the following text: "thank the organizers for their invitation. No matter how the outcome is, thank the peers."